more than bloodied scars
more than the wounds and mars

better than a joyful song
better than the happy throng

is the freedom cry

louder than the plea for help
louder then the cry itself

passion fiercer than the shots
passion greater than the thoughts

is the freedom cry

something that my heart inflates
something that my soul translates

something that my mind holds dear
something more important than the years

this the freedom cry